So nice to meet you!
After many unfulfilling phone conversations in which we mothers and daughters attempted (with little success) to describe with any accuracy our ongoing projects and domestic triumphs, this blog was born. We found that we also have something to say about making a home and maintaining the collective memory.
Take a peek at The Little Oratory: A Beginner’s Guide to Praying in the Home, which I wrote with David Clayton, illustrations by Deirdre.
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Leila, aka Auntie Leila, aka Mom (to seven persons), aka Habibti* (to nine persons as of now).
For things you might have wondered about me, read my “Questions of Fleeting Interest” — they do not rise to the level of Frequently Asked Questions, other than maybe how you say my name: LIE-La. Lay-la is okay.
A few years ago The Chief** and I went on a vacation to Ireland (we took Bridget as well). Here we are at the Cliffs of
Your other blogging ladies:
Rosie, Marine wife to “Captain Pepper”, mother of Pippo, Molly, and Nora; singer, teacher, living in Oklahoma:
Deirdre, wife to “The Artist”, mother of Finnabee and Peabodee (not their real names); artist, writer, speaker, New Englander once again — She did the little drawings you find throughout The Little Oratory: A Beginner’s Guide to Praying in the Home:
Bridget, college student, writer, fiddler, teacher:
Bridget is my fourth daughter, seventh child.
And Elizabeth, aka Habou*** — artist, teacher:
She is my mother. Follow her blog, The Corner Art Studio.
Here are most of the LMLD ladies at Deirdre’s baby shower back when she was expecting her first in 2013:
Here is our family so far [as of the date — there are more now!], and since Christmas we have added Freddie! Christmas is a great time to get a photo of everyone, except for the darkness and the inability to pry people away from sleeping/changing/napping/eating/playing the games they got. So sorry for a not very good photo.
My vividly imagined dream is to have a summer vacation where we are all together and can get a good photo in the bright sun!
Back row: Philip aka Captain Pepper, Molly, Will, John aka The Quack, Joseph, John aka The Artist.
Middle row: Pippo, Rosie, Bridget, Sukie, Finnabee, Deirdre.
Seated: Natasha (married to Nick, hmmm, we don’t have a nickname for her — must think about that!), Francis, Nick, Phil, Bright Yellow Tights Lady aka Leila/Auntie Leila/Habibti, Elizabeth aka Habou.
Our name is a bit girlie, but we love our boys:
Joseph (my fourth), Nick (my first), and Francis, Nick’s little boy and my grandson, don’t forget!
Bridget and Will (my sixth).
*Habibti is an Arabic endearment, like “sweetie.” It means “my Habeeba” — my loved one. It’s what my father always called me and what some grandchildren call their grandmothers. It doesn’t mean grandmother, it just means sweetie!
**The Chief is Phil. We’ve now been married for 37 years (I keep having to update this! Go figure). You can read Catholic news and commentary by him at Catholic Culture and don’t forget his most recent book: The Faithful Departed: The Collapse of Boston’s Catholic Culture.
***Habou is another endearment — well, shortened from Habouba. Also meaning “dear” etc. Which is what I called my grandmother.